After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 639

After calming down, Mrs. Ritter immediately picked up her phone and dialed a number. "Don't kill him. Just torture him! Make sure he suffer!" The person on the other end said something that made Mrs. Ritter explode in anger. “Do you not want your job anymore? Do you not want your daughter to go to film school?"

The sheriff could only nod and promise, "Okay, okay, Mrs. Ritter. Don't worry. I'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, the sheriff put on a gloomy face.

“Is this old hag crazy? The Bennett family is protecting Cody secretly. How dare I make a move?"

He sighed deeply and felt like he was in such a dilemma that he couldn't offend anyone on either side.

He was just a sheriff after all. He might as well treat Mrs. Ritter's words as if they were nothing. After all, compared with Mrs. Ritter, the old Mr. Bennett had more authority.

He weighed his options for a while before returning directly to his office. Larro Detention Center.

Winter anxiously waited outside the visiting room and kept looking inside through the glass window until two minutes later when two prison guards brought Clark over.

Clark looked much haggard now with an aged face which carried both desolation and gloominess.

He sat down behind the glass window and picked up the microphone. When Winter saw him, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but she restrained herself very well, because she had many things she wanted to say.

should be said. “I'm in jail

he were someone who had

Winter, carrying inexplicable greediness mixed with longing, as though she were his source of water or medicine, without

made

mouth while trying hard not to cry,

to worry about the office politics. Life is much

Suddenly, Winter covered her mouth and turned away, dry

astonishment behind the glass, "What's

been feeling well in my stomach these past few days. It's nothing serious, so don't worry." They rarely talked so calmly like this. He used to be too

even treat her very

now he

took a deep breath and said, "It's getting late. I have to go back. I'll come see

called

him with

gloomy eyes stared at her firmly. “I am an ominous person. Don't come to see me."

that there could never be a good outcome. But she still wanted to

no hope. You should leave Larro and find a quiet place where no one knows you and live well," Clark said

handcuffed and his feet were wrapped in shackles, making his steps appear extremely heavy, and his back seemed

her tears

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